It was the 6th position for this session. He said,-time for doggy style-As I was on my fours, knees and palms, he held my hip and entered me from behi...d. He was groping or patting my buttocks all the time.After a while, he laid on me, and as I turned my face towards him, we exchanged some kisses, he held my shoulders and started fucking me again. This time, some of his weight was on me so I had to use more strength to keep him like that.After a while, he laid completely on me, groped my boobs. The pen he was in, about twenty feet square, consisted of planks of wood nailed together for walls. The straw, covering the floor, was old and stank of ammonia and rotting vegetables. He wanted to get up and run from the pigs dribbling snouts as they nuzzled into him, but he couldn't move. He was naked and bound. Some kind of metal strapping had secured his arms and feet behind him. A scaffold pole, running the length of his body and further, was wedged under the straps making any kind of. ’ I was still wearing the same clothes I had come home in yesterday, no! Two days ago. I got out of them and took a shower, shaved, then dressed in clean clothes. I needed a boost so unusually for me I made some strong coffee, and toasted some bread. Shit! That caffeine hit was important. I sat at the kitchen table thinking over everything of the past week, what had I done wrong, then I recalled the last month, nothing there to cause Jas to go. I had gone back six months still trying to. You vocalize in the most erotic way, moaning and asking me not to stop. A minute later your body tightens, legs tighten around my head as you cum all over my face, filling my mouth with your glorious gift, I continue to lick and suck until I am sure I have gotten every drop of your precious fluids. We both climb back on the bed and you tell me you need some time to recover from the best orgasm you ever experienced. After about five minutes you ask me to fuck you doggy style as that is how you.